The remaining dragon fire bullets around Liu Ling and Liu Dong exploded directly, enveloping them in a sea of fire. Did it succeed? Zhang Haotian originally thought so, but the Dao Spirit in front of him became chaotic for a moment, and he felt that something was not good.

Although Zhang Haotian wanted to deal with it, even with the hidden form of the instrument hall and the silent casting technique, Zhang Haotian was still one step closer than Liu Ling.

"Provoke Daddy...... Provoke the Blood...... Guilty ......" Liu Ling's voice sounded coldly from behind Zhang Haotian.

When did you get behind him? so fast!, Zhang Haotian was shocked, there was no time to cast a spell on him, Liu Ling had already started.

Blood Inheritance: Collapse the Heavenly Pressure!

Liu Ling's palm stretched out on Zhang Haotian's back suddenly had an octagonal blood-colored pattern fan-shaped, Zhang Haotian found that his body couldn't move, and then collapsed the heavenly pressure directly pressed him down, pushing him to the ground.

The palm of his hand couldn't move, he made a dragon rune but couldn't catch it and flew out, without any protection, he would definitely be dead or disabled at this time, Zhang Haotian didn't have much time, he had to think of a way to deal with it.

Even if it is possible to provoke fellow disciples, it is better than dying, Zhang Hao made up his mind.

Qingyi Protector!

Dripping water into the lake, Qingyi spread, obviously it looks so gentle, but the collapse of the heavenly pressure is shattered in an instant, this is a talisman used by Qingcheng disciples to save their lives, how can it not be strong enough.

It was less than a meter from the ground, and Zhang Haotian, who was suddenly free of his hands, desperately used his dragon body to swim himself up, so that he stabilized his body and did not directly hit the ground.

But Zhang Haotian had just stabilized himself, but Liu Dong, whose face was full of fire, rushed in front of him, and Zhang Haotian had no choice but to use the talisman.

Talisman Snow Lock.

Although the time is very short, it is still possible to stop other people's movements, originally Zhang Haotian wanted to keep it to sneak attack Liu Ling, but it seems that it is not needed.

The snow lock had just trapped Liu Dong, and Zhang Haotian didn't even have a chance to breathe, and just when he looked up, he saw Liu Ling swept in front of him.

"Don't kill him so simply, use deep fear!" Liu Dong, who couldn't move, shouted at Liu Ling.

Liu Ling was driven by Liu Dong, so he naturally completely obeyed Liu Dong's orders, and showed deep fear at Zhang Haotian. What kind of talisman is this? Zhang Haotian didn't know, but soon he would understand what kind of talisman this was.

Zhang Haotian wanted to use the dragon body to swim away from Liu Ling, but when he just wanted to act, he found that his hands, hands and feet were entangled by the amorphous chasing locks that grew on the ground. Liu Ling secretly cast an indefinite chasing lock in the short time she had just come down, and Zhang Haotian didn't react at all.

Zhang Haotian couldn't escape, so he could only watch Liu Ling put a deep fear on him.

Blood, deep fear.

Some blood-red mist emanated from Liu Ling's body, drifting towards Zhang Haotian, and seeping into Zhang Haotian's body along Zhang Haotian's seven orifices. Zhang Haotian gasped, and a feeling that he couldn't suppress came up.

I am deeply afraid that this blood inheritance rune can seduce out the deepest and most painful wounds in the hearts of the people of the middle arts, and elevate it to the extreme, so that the spirit of the people of the middle arts will be tortured the most painful and heart-wrenching, until this pain brings them to death.

For the current Zhang Haotian, the most hurtful thing for him is the spiritual pain is only one thing, phantom limb pain. has always confused him, and there is no good way to get rid of it, which makes Zhang Haotian's spirit tortured.

The intense pain was more intense and unforgettable than before. Not only burning, but also cutting, hammering, whipping, and puncture...... All kinds of pain came one after another.

Zhang Haotian held down the non-existent right hand, so painful that he couldn't even let out a moan, but opened his mouth empty, his body curled up in pain, and his round eyes looked as if they were about to bulge out.

"You deserve it!" Liu Dong scolded and spat at Zhang Haotian.

Liu Ling originally watched motionless as Zhang Haotian curled up in a ball on the ground, tormented in pain by phantom limbs. But after Liu Dong spit out this spit, he moved.

"Liu Ling, what do you want to do?" Noticing Liu Ling's vision, Liu Dong was shocked.

"Dead ......" Liu Ling kept muttering a dead word in his mouth.

Liu Dong realized that Liu Ling was not completely controlled by him, he called Liu Ling several times in a row, Liu Ling did not respond at all, kept repeating the word, and then raised her hand to Zhang Haotian.

Bloodline: Destruction of Shura.

The blood mist condensed into a cone on Liu Ling's hand, and the deep black lines on it were very organized, and it kept choosing in front of Zhang Haotian, not knowing when it would fall towards Zhang Haotian, who was suffering alone on the ground.

"Hey, Liu Ling, I said, let the deep fear come to torture him completely, kill him, you stop me. Liu Dong ordered again in a bit of a hurry.

But only three words in his voice reached Liu Ling, and Liu Ling repeated sluggishly: "Kill him......"

Liu Ling was about to clench her fist and release the Destruction Shura, but a white figure appeared in front of her, although Liu Ling looked unresponsive, but this sudden shot was unexpected by everyone.

The huge ice block condensed on the Destruction Shura, completely sealing the Destruction Shura, and it fell directly to the ground with it, falling to pieces.

Zhang Jingmu, who appeared in front of Liu Ling, had a hairbeat, a few strands of dark red hair mixed with snow-white long hair, his eyes were white and red, his originally handsome face became a little hideous and terrifying at the moment, his whole figure was more burly than just now, his thick hand grabbed Liu Ling's slender jade hand that was not satisfied with the blood-colored lines, and a touch of thin ice quickly climbed onto Liu Ling's body and froze it.

At this moment, the two looked like two monsters facing each other.

"Liu Ling! it's me, Zhang Jingmu, wake up!" If there is any difference between these two monsters, it is that Zhang Jingmu is still rational, and Liu Ling is just a monster who is completely out of control, but even so, Zhang Jingmu still tries to wake him up.

Zhang Jingmu fell into a coma for a short time in the initial impact, and when he woke up and saw such a scene, in order to save Zhang Haotian, he could only use this talisman that his mother had not allowed him to use, Qiansheng, Zhishi, and True Solution.

It is precisely because of the use of the true form solution spell that Zhang Jingmu will become what he is now.

"Bastard, don't try to do anything to my daughter!" Liu Dong was still a little worried about Zhang Jingmu, and was about to use the Thousand Walk Formation to keep Zhang Jingmu away from Liu Ling.

However, Zhang Jingmu's silent spell was a step faster than Liu Dong, and a thin layer of frost covered the bronze array from Zhang Jingmu's feet, spreading quickly towards Liu Dong's feet, the frost was very thin and inconspicuous, so Liu Dong didn't pay attention to Zhang Jingmu's quiet spell at all.

Thousand Lives: Frost Thin Sleepy Ice.

Just when the frost touched Liu Dong's feet, as if something had been triggered, starting from Liu Dong's feet, the huge ice directly sealed Liu Dongbing, and his hands and feet were fixed by the ice, and he couldn't move, even if he wanted to cast a thousand walks for a while, he couldn't do it at all.

Only Liu Dong's head was exposed, it seemed that Zhang Jingmu was still measured, and he didn't kill Liu Dong.

However, this also leaves Liu Dong with an opportunity to take advantage of, he still has a mouth, he can shout out, and he can also order Liu Ling, although I don't know if Liu Ling will still listen to him now: "Liu Ling, don't listen to him, don't listen." ”

Although Liu Dong shouted so, Liu Ling didn't make the slightest movement, letting Zhang Jingmu grab her wrist, a thin layer of ice gradually climbed up her arm, and she just stood in place sluggishly.

"It's me, Liu Ling, I'm Zhang Jingmu. Zhang Jingmu, who has been playing with you since you was a child, do you remember, there is a vacant land with no people in Jingming Valley, where I made a snowfield, and we built snowmen and had snowball fights there. Don't you like the little snowflakes I got for you? You keep saying they're the prettiest things you've ever seen. Zhang Jingmu tried to tell her about those past, those good memories of the past.

"Don't bother, Liu Ling, she won't listen to all your words. You don't have to waste your efforts here. Liu Dong scolded.

But things were unexpected by Liu Ling, Liu Ling raised his head and looked at Zhang Jingmu, Zhang Jingmu noticed a faint look in the depths of Liu Ling's eyes.

Zhang Jingmu hurriedly called out to Liu Ling: "Liu Ling, it's me, it's Zhang Jingmu." ”

Liu Ling's lips moved slightly, and a few syllables came out intermittently from the throat that had changed voice: "Zhang...... Scenery...... Wood...... Small...... Scenery...... Snow...... Flower ......"